the sky comes in squares slits & a circle; is divided by old red trees that cannot hold her together. she is held together by the heather seeds sleeping in her boot treads.
the sky comes in squares
slits & a circle; is divided
by old red trees...some observations are so similar in kind :)
I really do need to write more simple poems. I like how they feel.
Thank you 😊
the sky comes in squares
slits & a circle; is divided
by old red trees...some observations are so similar in kind :)
I really do need to write more simple poems. I like how they feel.
Thank you 😊